A/N 1: I do not own Harry Potter nor do I own Star Wars.
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A/N 3: Sorry, this chapter is a little shorter than the others, but it seemed a natural spot for a break.
Spells or Force Powers
------- Perspective change
Chapter 13: Fall of a Sith Lord
October 8th, 2007
Potter Manor, Godric's Hollow UK
Revan was waiting for the arrival of Commander Halcyon. He was coming down from the flagship so that they could discuss strategies for drawing out the Massassi and contingency plans if Malak's forces were to find them.
Luckily, things had been quiet for the past month. The Death Eaters had not been active. It gave Revan time to plan and to get his new forces ready to face the coming threat.
Articles continued to appear in the Daily Prophet accusing the Unspeakables of more false arrests and atrocities. Despite this, public sentiment had remained in support of the Unspeakables, due in large part to the popularity of Revan. Since that day at Diagon Alley, Revan became a symbol for the need to take action. Despite his popularity with the public, there were those in the government that viewed Revan with suspicion and as a threat.
Young wizards and witches tired of the status quo flocked to his call whenever he was in public. However he had found that most lacked the training necessary to be of any use to him in battle. Accordingly, Revan and James had setup a training program with trusted Unspeakable agents. Every wizard and witch who followed Revan spent time learning the skills to fight the Death Eaters. Though Revan was not able to attend all of the training sessions he made a point to attend 2 to 3 sessions a week. He had heard from James that the Unspeakables and volunteers worked harder and were more focused whenever he was present.
To the surprise of many, including James, squibs were clamoring to be part of Revan's growing army. They had long been discriminated against because they did not have any magic and with Voldemort's return, they were one his primary targets. They had little chance of defending themselves without some sort of assistance which Revan was more than happy to provide. While they could not learn magic, they were being trained in hand-to-hand combat techniques. As time went on, they were becoming a more effective fighting force that the other volunteers, perhaps because they did not depend on magic and were more open minded than the average witch or wizard.
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Even within the Unspeakables, Revan was seen as a rising star. These were men and women that were used to taking action in order to safeguard their world. In Revan they had found a charismatic warrior who did not need to hide his actions or his face from anyone. It was something every Unspeakable longed to do, share their work and their lives fully with their friends and family. Revan was able to do that. Consequently, he was able to reach out to those they had sworn to protect and win converts to their cause.
Martin found himself relying on Revan's advice and looking to him to provide leadership, especially to the newer Unspeakables. He recognized himself in Revan. There was that same drive to fight and defend others. Sadly, there was also that same darkness in his eyes speaking of deeds and events that should never be experienced. Martin himself had done many things he would always regret and now he was doing it again. Revan was leading his agents in all but name and Martin had stepped back in response. It was only a matter of time before Revan took outright control and led the fight against Voldemort and the Death Eaters. Martin longed for that to happen so he could finally give up this burden.
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Not everyone was as happy with Revan's rise to prominence with the public and the Unspeakables. The Minister of Magic, Marius Delstran, was currently sitting in his office. His approval ratings had gone up sharply when the Unspeakables were given authority to act on British soil. It proved that he was not going to hide his head in the sand and hope that the Death Eaters and Voldemort would simply go away.
Since that time though, he had become increasingly troubled. A few times a week, the Daily Prophet and the other newspapers published articles detailing the war on Voldemort. While the Unspeakables had been successful in curtailing some of the attacks, he couldn't fail to notice the rise of one of their agents. Revan Potter was becoming one of the most influential figures in the wizarding world. He was young and appealed to the younger generation that had long wanted a leader they could relate to.
Marius was concerned that Revan would seek to expand his power base beyond the young and the Unspeakables. If he should manage to defeat Voldemort and his Death Eaters, he would have so much political capital there would be little anyone could do to stop his rise to power. Yet, there was nothing he would do to stop the man. Voldemort represented the single greatest threat to the Wizarding World and Marius refused endanger the war effort. The best he could hope for was to be seen as the party responsible for putting the best people in place to protect their way of life.
He was honest enough with himself to recognize that he enjoyed his position but he wasn't so desperate to keep his job that he would sacrifice everything else in the process. No, his concern wasn't so much that Revan may rise to power in his place; it was that Revan was an unknown. There was no information on his background or his experiences prior to his return. For all they knew, the man could be worse than Voldemort.
With a sigh, Marius gave up this line of thinking. There was nothing to be done at this point, the die was cast and he would have to hope for the best even as he prepared for the worst.
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Albus Dumbledore was not happy with the developments of the last month. More and more, the Wizengamot and the Wizarding World in general were ignoring his counsel and instead were turning to the Potter boy.
He leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling in his office. It was beyond his understanding why so many young people would choose to follow this man. In Albus' mind, he was nothing more than a killer wrapped up in a nicer package than the Death Eaters. If Revan was to defeat Voldemort and survived, which would be unfortunate in Dumbledore's mind, then he would most likely go on his own rampage and he would have hundreds if not thousands of followers behind him. No, it was clear to Dumbledore that Revan Potter represented a greater threat to his beloved world than even Voldemort. Something must be done.
Albus continued to believe that the best approach was to erase Revan's memories and start from scratch but the question was how to go about doing it. He doubted he would be able to use Lily again; she had been refusing to meet with him since that night. It had been years since James had visited him without Lily so he was not an option either. Perhaps the daughter, she was still a student here. Yes, Hailey Potter would be the perfect avenue to Revan; he would never suspect an attack coming from his sister.
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Heto Malico was once again taking station outside of Potter Manor. It had been surprisingly easy to find the Jedi's base of operations. The location of his family's home was well known and it had only taken a couple of days to realize that Revan spent the majority of his time either in or around the manor.
2 Death Eaters had been stationed near the manor for close to three weeks now. They had been observing the manor under the cover of disillusionment charms. Based on their observations, they found that James left regularly by 9am in the morning for work. While Revan, Bastila and Lily were in and out of the manor all day.
Heto occasionally joined the surveillance team. He wanted to get a feel for Revan before their assault. During his second visit, he had the chance to observe Bastila and Revan sparring. It was clear that Revan had incredible skill with the light saber, but he couldn't understand why he appeared to be holding back in his session with Bastila. In his mind, it was just a demonstration of Revan's weakness. He was clearly unwilling to harm the other Jedi in any way.
While Heto found Revan's reluctance to harm Bastila amusing, it was his demeanor with Lily and James that truly filled him with scorn for the man. Both adults were clearly weaker than either Revan or Bastila. They appeared to be on par with the Death Eaters. Despite this, Revan appeared to treat them as equals when they were clearly beneath him in power and intelligence. The primitives of this world would never be a match for a Jedi let alone a Sith.
Yes, the time was coming when he would show this Jedi what a true Sith was capable of. There would be no mercy. There would be no holding back. He would ride the waves of his anger and hate and crush this Jedi. Without the Jedi presence here, there would be nothing to stand in the way of his master as he sweeps over this world and delivers into the world to the Sith Empire.
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Sirius Black, Auror Captain, was sitting in his office drinking a cup of tea as he reviewed the events of the last several months. He should have been thrilled that his godson was alive and well. Yet the first thing he does when he meets himis to condemn him for stopping a Death Eater attack on Diagon Alley. It wasn't that the Death Eaters had died, there was no question that they deserved the Kiss for their actions. The stumbling block in his mind was that his godson was not an Auror or even an Unspeakable at the time. He was just a vigilante and as an Auror himself, he saw vigilantes as being nearly as bad as Death Eaters themselves. There had been too many times during his career as as an Auror where someone had taken the law into their own hands to satisfy some petty need for revenge. In the past he had often thought of the Order of the Phoenix as a vigilante group. The big difference was that they did not kill anyone, they simply captured the Death Eaters and turned them over to the Ministry. So this made the group less objectionable in his mind.
What about now, Revan was an Unspeakable and therefore no longer a vigilante so why was he still avoiding his friend and godson? Even though he was alone, Sirius blushed when he realized the only thing holding him back from reconciling with the Potter family was his pride. He had been embarassed that his Aurors had been so ineffectual in the battle. This was just compounded by the attack on the Wizengamot. It didn't help that most of the Aurors had felt the same way.
Now though things had changed. With the arrival of the Unspeakables, the Aurors were becoming a police force once again, leaving the Death Eaters for others to deal with. If Sirius had know ahead of time that the Unspeakables went after dark wizards he would have joined them instead of the Aurors but that decision was long past. Many of the younger Aurors had joined the his godson's followers wanting to take a more active role in the war against Voldemort and his Death Eaters. Part of Sirius wanted to join his godson as well, maybe he would in the future but right now he needed to mend his relationship with James and get to know his godson away from the battles.
Setting the cup of tea which was now quite cold down on his desk, Sirius stood up. Gathering his courage, he left his office to go speak with James and get his friend back.
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Today, Revan wanted to discuss with Halcyon the possibility of arming some of the squibs that had volunteered with standard blasters and arm shields. While the squibs were learning hand-to-hand fighting, they would not be very effective against the Death Eaters. Without magic or blasters, they would be massacred. Revan was not interested in using them as cannon fodder.
He reached into his pocket when the communicator chirped. His hand pulled the communicator out and pressed the receiver with a soft click "This is Revan, go ahead."
"Lord Revan, this is Commander Halcyon, we are inbound and should land in the next few minutes." The cool confidence of his commander could be heard clearly through the communicator.
"Land at the previous coordinates. I will meet you there." Revan said, directing the men to land in a clearing at the edge of the forest near the manor. His parents were no longer shocked to see shuttles arrive and depart though they still asked for a chance to see one of the larger ships. Revan felt a small smile tug his face as he thought about the way their faces would light up like eager children begging to see one of the ships.
"Very well my lord. Commander Halcyon out."
Revan returned the communicator to his pocket and started to walk towards the landing sight. He was amazed at some of the things that could be accomplished by using wands. His father had been able to cast an illusion over the clearing that extended high into the atmosphere. As long as the shuttles followed a precise trajectory, then there was no chance of them being seen by anyone.
Unbeknownst to Revan, his movements were being shadowed by 20 Death Eaters and Heto Malico. They were waiting for him spread out across the grounds of the manor under Disillusionment charms. Heto looked on with disgust at the man who dared to call himself a Sith. From what he had seen the man was strong in the force but he lacked the killer instinct that any true Sith embraced.
As Revan made his way across the grounds, Heto grinned in anticipation. He wanted Revan to be far enough from the Manor that he would not be able to retreat inside. The Death Eaters were there to distract Revan until Heto could close with him. Once he had engaged Revan, the Death Eaters were to keep anyone else from interrupting his duel.
Finally, Revan reached the designated ambush site. The Death Eaters, moving as one dropped their disillusionment charms and opened fire with a barrage of spells. Reacting instinctively, Revan jumped high into the air using the force to guide his ascent. As he was falling, his light saber flew to his right hand from his belt and came to life with the characteristic hum. At the same time, his blaster slammed into his left hand.
He landed and rolled to his feet just outside the circle of Death Eaters, his saber held in front of him prepared to defend himself even while he opened fire with the blaster. Blazing red laser bolts shot across the ground and picked off the nearest two Death Eaters. His following shots were absorbed by hastily erected shields. Worry started to break into his thoughts when he took note of the number of Death Eaters arrayed in front of him until he realized that a contingent of his men were on the way and should be landing any moment. His musings were brought short by another wave of incoming spells. His saber left behind a faint red haze as it blurred through the air deflecting the spells away from him.
While Revan was defending himself, Heto was making his way around the battle to approach Revan from the rear. Unlike the Death Eaters, he had not dropped his cloak. Luckily, with the noise from the battle, he did not have to be concerned about attracting Revan's attention. As he neared Revan, Heto slowly drew his force blade and gripped the hilt tightly in anticipation of his attack.
A spell slammed into the ground near Revan's feet. Flames and chunks of earth flew in all directions and blasted Revan backwards into the air. Twisting his body in the air, he was able to soften his landing and scrambled to his feet before the Death Eaters could fire off more spells but he lost his grip on his blaster and it was now laying a few feet away. Disregarding the blaster for the time being, he took advantage of the seconds in between attacks and thrust his hand forward pushing a wave of the force outward. Reaching to the force again, he let his anger flow throw him and increase his reflexes and speed.
The closest Death Eaters stumbled backwards as they felt the force wave slam into them. Those in the rear were largely insulated from the attack but were unable to attack again as their comrades stumbled into their line of fire. Before they were able to regroup, Revan opened his mouth and let out a blood-chilling scream filled with his rage. The ground in front of Revan erupted as a wave of energy rippled outward from Revan and the Death Eaters flew through the air as they were impacted by the wave. Slowly the Death Eaters staggered to their feet, blood dripping from noses and ears and prepared to face Revan again.
Heto had made his way behind Revan by this point and just snorted softly at the how easily their attack was disrupted. Though the scream was impressive, Heto snorted softly in disgust when Revan did not follow up with a more deadly attack. Waiting, Heto saw his opportunity to attack when Revan stood to face off again against the Death Eaters. Dropping his cloaking field at the last second, he tightened his grip and swung down forcefully with his force blade hoping to end the battle before it even began.
At the last second, Revan spun on one foot having sensed the Sith as soon as the cloak fell. His saber met the force blade with a shower of sparks. Heto just grinned maliciously at Revan as he pushed down on his blade forcing Revan's saber closer and closer to his face. Suddenly, Revan dropped to ground and swung his leg out as he spun on his knee.
Heto's eyes widened in surprise at the lack of resistance against his blade. Before he could regain his balance, his feet were swept out from underneath him by Revan. Heto crashed to the ground and rolled to his left. His quick move saved him from Revan's follow up slash. Though he wasn't quick enough to avoid injury, Heto gasped in pain and surprise as he felt the light saber slash his left bicep.
His mind was spinning. He had not expected the Sith to expose themselves so quickly. Ruthlessly forcing his mind to focus on the battle, Revan returned his light saber to a defensive position after his attack. He moved around so that his back was not exposed to the Death Eaters. He watched as Heto shot to his feet and charged him. The anger and hate was blazing from his eyes. He swung his saber up to block the first downward strike. It was immediately followed by more rapid slashes as Heto continued his attack with incredible speed. Revan struggled to keep up with the pace of the attacks, and found himself being pushed back towards the manor.
Giving into his anger and hate of the Sith, the dark side flowed through Revan enhancing his speed and reflexes once again. With renewed vigor, he met each of Heto's attacks and began his own series of counter-strikes. While Heto was very skilled, he was being pushed back by the focused fury of Revan's light saber.
The Death Eaters were not the only ones observing the battle. On board the bridge of the transport shuttle, the pilot alerted his commander "Commander Halcyon we have weapons fire at the landing coordinates."
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Halcyon, a tall pale skinned man dressed immaculately in the black uniform of Revan's forces approached the pilot. "Have we received any communication from Lord Revan?"
"No we haven't. We tried to contact him but there was no answer."
Face set in a grim visage; he set the communicator for ship-wide announcement. "Prepare for land battle. We have hostile forces at the landing site. We will deploy as soon as we have landed. Be on the lookout for Lord Revan, he may be injured."
Reluctantly Halcyon turned to the red droid that had joined him on the bridge. "You will join the troops on the ground, please try to limit collateral damage." He said with a weary voice as if he had had this conversation many times.
Red sensor eyes were glowing brightly as the droid answered in his cold mechanical voice "Of course Commander, it has been too long since the meat bags have met the business end of my blaster rifle." Before Halcyon could respond, the droid was walking towards the troop deployment bay.
Less than a minute later, the pilot was preparing the final landing sequence. "Sir, we will be landing in 30 seconds."
Precisely 30 seconds later, the transport landed and the bay doors began to open. The 30 troops along with the droid began to deploy. Emerging from the forest, they found the Death Eaters standing with their back to them watching the duel between Revan and Heto.
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Lily and Bastila were inside the manor when the battle began. At first they had no idea what was going on but then the explosions caused by some of the curses could be heard echoing through the halls. They had been having tea waiting for Revan to return from his meeting with Commander Halcyon.
Like Revan, Bastila's senses had been fooled by the disillusionment charms and the cloaking field so she never detected the presence of the Death Eaters or the Sith until after they revealed themselves. Even then, she passed it off as the same vague sense of foreboding she had been feeling for the last month.
When the first explosion echoed hollowly through the halls, she paled. Realization struck her that there was a battle going outside the walls of the manor and Revan was most likely in the middle of it. She was racing towards the entrance before she even said anything to Lily. She could only hope that the woman had the good sense to stay inside.
Unfortunately, Lily was only steps behind her. Her wand was firmly in her hand. She gasped when Bastila opened the front doors and clicked on her saber staff. The yellow blades sprang to life and Lily just watched as Bastila made her way towards the battle. Lily gaped for minute before following Bastila once again.
As Lily and Bastila emerged from Manor and got close to the edge of the battle, Bastila noticed that a group of soldiers and a droid emerge from the forest. Even as Bastila prepared to attack the soldiers opened fire. The Death Eaters nearest the forest were mowed down by the blaster fire. As the remaining Death Eaters turned to face this new foe, the droid charge forward, its mechanical laugh ringing above the din of battle.
"Take that meat bags!" HK-47 tossed a plasma grenade into the midst of the remaining Death Eaters.
The Death Eaters were mystified at what was attacking them. When the grenade did not immediately detonate, they turned back towards the soldiers. After the initial attack, shields were raised that dissipated the laser blasts. However, the shields were rapidly failing under the withering fire from the massed soldiers. The Death Eaters could not even retaliate because they were so focused on maintain the shields.
Bastila turned away from the Death Eaters and started to advance on Revan and who she assumed to be a Sith. Now that she was aware of his presence, the feeling of darkness rolling off him was overpowering. Focusing on Revan, she pushed away the darkness and moved ahead.
Before she could advance more than a couple of steps, the plasma grenade detonated. The concussion wave tore through the Death Eaters and was followed by flames and an ear shattering explosion. Revan though outside of the blast radius stumbled when he was hit by the concussion wave.
Taking advantage of Revan's momentary Heto thrust his force blade underneath Revan's light saber. Revan gasped in pain and felt his light saber slip from his grasp as the force blade sliced into his stomach. He raised his eyes to Heto's face and saw him grin maliciously as he thrust and twisted the blade deeper into Revan's abdomen. Revan moaned in pain as his knees collapsed and he slid off the end of the force blade.
Bastila and Lily both screamed his name as they saw Revan crumple to the ground. Before Heto could finish him off, HK-47 started firing rapidly at Heto while yelling "Get away from my master meat bag!" Fortunately, HK-47 understood that now was not the best time for more plasma grenades.
As Revan's world faded to darkness he faintly heard someone yelling. "Get a medical team down here; we need get Lord Revan to a Kolto tank immediately."